AUTHOR’S MORNING PRAYER—DAY AFTER DNC
(Readers: even though I am no longer an Evangelical Conservative Christian, doesn’t mean I don’t still loves me some Jesus, and pray every day—sometimes all day long since Trump came on the scene!)
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GOOD MOOORNNNING, LORD JESUS!
Thank you for this glorious day! I’ve been watching the Democratic National Convention all week, and I could have sworn I saw you in the audience groovin’ out to DJ Cassady’s perfectly curated roll call playlist! I could tell you were trying to keep a low profile, but the hope and joy exploding in the room was clearly a couple of your signature moves, and I know from experience that where there is hope and joy, you can’t be far off.
Anyway, the DNC is over and after walking on newfound clouds of hope and joy, I thought I’d invite you to go on a walk with me this morning for a few shout-outs of praise to you for such a glorious week and to tell you all about my worries for the future.
Lord Jesus, you know how I do. First, I walk 5,000 steps of my daily 10,000 step goal giving you shout-outs of praise for all the beautiful things I see in nature on the walking trail and all the blessings in my life. Then I take a load off my feet and rest a spell on a park bench dedicated to the dead wife of an old man that I’ll never know. However, I am warmed by the love he had for his lifetime partner as I rest on her park bench and gaze at the lovely magnolia tree that he planted in her honor.Then I start walking again for 2,500 steps—still overwhelmed with how much you answered my prayers during the Democratic National Convention this past week. As I start to dwell on the speeches (especially from some of Trump’s former employees and former Republicans) citing how—behind closed doors—Trump called his supporters “basement dwellers” and “disgusting people,” I saw the themes of my new book (House of Oz Undone) realized as the true character of Trump was exposed by those who once believed in him, and the scales finally fell from their eyes.
Lord Jesus, after 7,500 steps, I need to sit my sorry-behind down again—me and my bamboo walking stick that my husband got me to keep my steps steady and not face-plant on this glorious walking path at 76 years old (wouldn’t that be somethin’?).
As you know, this bench is my favorite spot to stop during my morning walks because it overlooks a glorious pond with geese, ducks, and storks feeding and playing. If ever I sense your presence, it is here in this holy place—the closest thing I come to attending church these days. It is also here that I tell you all about my troubles and worries. Today, I am worried that in spite of the triumphant week of hope and joy you gave us, that Trump’s cheating, lies, manipulation of the ballots and his militant whipping up of the MAGA/Christian Dominionists/Project 2025’ers will cause us to still lose the race to save our democracy and our country. Please help us…please add to our hope and joy enough votes that, come election day, it will be a blow-out for Kamala Harris and Tim Walz and no evil will prevail against them. Amen…amen!
Well, Lord Jesus, I have the final 2,500 steps to finish before I arrive back home. I must say that I’m feeling pretty good, and I am not as panicked anymore—not like I was a couple of months ago when my hair was on fire! (Why do I have the sneaky suspicion that this was your plan all along: Expose Donald Trump as the hateful, lying, evil Emperor with No Clothes and continue to move America forward—in spite of our shortcomings—by electing the first woman president of color in our history, supported by a truly good man with godly character draped in your mantle of hope and joy instead of the MAGA banner of fear, hate, exclusion, and authoritarianism.) As I complete my 10,000 steps (feeling a bit smug that the old girl’s still got it!), I want to thank you for helping me lend my voice through House of Oz Undone (a cautionary tale) to be one of the many clarion calls to wake people up to your beacon of hope and joy during this monumental season. See you tomorrow morning! I love you, Lord!
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Eleanor Tomczyk is a memoirist and humorist blogger renowned for her engagingly funny musings as an ex-Evangelical Conservative Christian (emphasis on the “ex”) and African-American Baby Boomer. Embarking on a new career as a storyteller at 60, she draws on her experiences in White Conservative churches. Now in her mid-70s and a wife, mother, and grandmother, Tomczyk has authored books such as Monsters’ Throwdown, Fleeing Oz, The Fetus Chronicles: Podcasts to My Fetus-self, and House of Oz Undone: A Cautionary Tale. She also runs a weekly humorous political blog titled “How the Hell Did I End Up Here?” Her multifaceted career also spans roles as a singer, actress, motivational speaker, and award-winning voice-over artist.
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how the hell did i end up here? 